brady diaz - fuck bitches eat lunch lyrics
i’m rich, you’re not
(you a broke boy)
my whip, drop top
(where the roof go?)
and your b+tch, on my c+ck
(and she is a thot)
im winning, can’t stop
(i can’t stop hoe)
i got my gun, i got my toolie
it ain’t rapper but it’s a lil uzi
blasting it off, like its a rocket ship
balling james harden like i’m on the rockets yeah
b+tch on my c+ck and she give me sloppy yeah
don’t wanna talk if you ain’t gone top me
yeah
cute spanish girl, be calling me papi
yeah
you guys some lames, be poppin them pillies
in my d+mn pocket got hunnids got millies
drake had s+x with that lil girl millie
making the cheese like some steak right from philly
d+mn, this sh+t is cold like a freezer
look at my chain that sh+t ice it’s no heater
pull up in whip but it’s just a 2 seater
sipping the lean out the bottle 2 liter
yuh
we getting f+cked up every night
you want beef, nibba we can fight
she say the d+ck hit her just right
should’ve took a left but i took a right
ooh d+mn
look at me stun on this sh+t
ooh
look at me stun on yo b+tch
d+mn
you wanna be me i’m rich
ooh
bills blue like a crip
d+mn
they mad that im having fun
pulled up on you but yo scary ass run
she lookin hot, just like the sun
she said she wants kids, i said let’s make one
i’m at the strip club, throwing the ones
b+tch i don’t want you, you look like a nun
inside voice so the shooter can’t find me
pull up on block and i shoot off that fye b
drugs in my system like girls with bill cosby
gucci sweater yeah that sh+t was real costly
she lookin cute i might hit that
might break her back like a kit kat
i see some bricks and i flip that
b+tch want me cuz i got big racks
b+tch i’m balling like a laker
i’m making songs so i can make paper
you talkin sh+t might shoot at yo neighbor
you don’t want smoke, you don’t want vapor
all of your songs, you know they trash
all of these b+tches i tapped from the back
she ate my d+ck like a snack
i done pulled up with a gat
lil b+tch send pics of her cat
if i catch you, you better not lack
if the cops catch you, you better not rat
you is so trash, you should stop rappin
get on the microphone and i stay snapping
you sounding corny, you sounding so dumb
if i pull up then i know you gone run
if its a battle then i for sure won
get off the mic cuz i’m really done
yuh yuh
lil b+tch
yuh yuh yuh
lil b+tch
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